POEM: avocado toast with the saints

avocado toast with the saintsfor Gina

“how do you still do it?”
our friends ask,
“sit across from one another
like nothing happened?”
but that’s exactly not
what we’re doing
we sit across from one another
like all of it happened
like it hurt sometimes
like it heated and shaped us
we sit across from one another
knowing those two are gone
grateful for what they left us